It just comes naturally." "So you love to be jealous, I see. Yeah, it is good that you are jealous and that means you do love me! I love you too, dar...ing." I was surprised then, that all this talking actually gets me a little wet too. I didn't expect it. I had to admit that my thoughts went wild a little and got me thinking. Of cause I never said or show any emotion to give myself away. I acted as if nothing had happened. And at that moment, I just wanted to spread my legs wide with my pussy. "I pretended to be a girl named Josie because I didn't have a choice. I couldn't let him know I was a boy ...," his voice rose, "not dressed that way! So I had to pretend to be a girl. It wasn't my fault he was turned on by the way I looked. I thought he'd stop at holding hands. How was I to know he'd kiss me?" "Why were you dressed like a girl? Did you ... do you still ... want to be female?" "I'm quite happy being a guy, thank you. It was my mom who made me dress up like that. It was all her. ... Oh Yeah!!! That's the stuff! wait... no... wait... wait….!and then... it was as if God (his own bad self) somehow reached around (with his surprisingly girlish hand) and parted the clouds. Revealing to me... (Oh! There it is!) one, hellafat pussy. (did I mention that I like girlies with hellafat pussies?)How did I miss that! Dude! I can see right in her! It's gonna be like ringing a dinner bell... CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! "Come n' Gittit'!!!" I yell... then I place my dick in her.With the fight. I knew what this meant, he had told me ages ago… I had to kneel down beside him and hold his peepee in my hands, going up and down for a few times, until he told me to stop, and then I had to put it in my mouth so he could “get off”. That always puzzled me as he wasn’t getting off the chair at all. He was staying there, as his peepee was in my mouth. I started off only being able to take his head in, but recently I have been able to take a little bit more, and my Grandpa is SO happy with.